Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1163 1145. Nutrition

"Three days."

Lan En put down his hand that was covering his neck and wiped it with a wet cloth. After the remaining bloodstains disappeared, there was no scar there.

"It was pretty quick."

"You need to eat more and rest more during this period." The biochemical intelligence brain gave a reminder, "The nutrients in the blood are also waiting to be replenished, sir."

"Yeah, it's really troublesome." Lan En touched his head, which felt a little hypoglycemic.

Since he started panting just now, he also felt the high-speed operation of his digestive system.

His blood is longing for more nutrients to fill himself.

This feeling is like when he implanted the [Bone Strengthening Organ] and could "see" the hunger of his bones.

——

Silver Heron Tavern is the most upscale and luxurious tavern in Gos Velen.

When Lan En first came to this city, he heard about the evaluation of this tavern.

At that time, the young demon hunter who was still restrained in his hands once ordered a very cheap set meal here to try something new and to inquire about the news. He sat in the hall and buried his head in eating, like a minion.

At that time, the best side of this tavern would not be shown to him.

Just like Lan En didn't know at that time, this hotel actually built a large hot spring bathhouse for its own use in the basement.

There are several large baths with different temperatures, a steam room, and you can always shout to the service staff above to ask them to send iced wine.

But when a few years passed, everything was different.

Margarita spent a sum of money that was enough to make ordinary people dumbfounded and booked this hot spring.

Tishaya also came with him. The two former and current deans of Aretusa came together. The owner of Yinlu Tavern was flattered and quickly provided the highest-end service and made everything in order.

With a "splash", the water splashed, and Margarita got out of the bath.

She was naked, and the hot water of the hot spring stimulated her capillaries, making her already delicate and smooth skin take on a blushing ambiguous color.

After getting out of the hot spring pool, she picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on her chest.

She moaned softly under the stimulation of the temperature difference, and the water flowed down along the voluptuous and exaggerated curves.

Even the stone nymphs and goddesses would be inferior to this body.

Unfortunately, the only admirer present was no longer surprised by this scene.

Unlike the naked Margarita, Tishaya was wrapped in a bath towel and sat in the hot spring pool, with a table in the water in front of her.

And she was carefully arranging the angles of the wine glasses and bottles on the table.

It seemed that the things on the table were more mysterious than her student's figure.

Margarita pouted in boredom and sat next to Tishaya.

"You look good and your figure is well maintained."

It was not until the student finally stopped making trouble that Tishaya glanced at her whole body and commented.

"Or better than before. Is that what you want to hear from me?"

Margarita heard this and put her hands on the edge of the hot spring pool, leaning her back against the edge, with her chest and head held high.

"I didn't 'maintain' anything, this is moisturizing, Tishaya."

When women tell dirty jokes, the degree of explicitness is always far beyond imagination.

Margarita started it, so the two of them naturally discussed it.

About how she came back to the bedroom in a daze in the morning, and how she woke up in the afternoon.

Although Tishaya is Margarita's teacher, the two of them are now more like friends and besties.

When besties talk about sex life, the one who has a good life will always show off.

"He's like a beast, do you understand?"

Margarita said with an exaggerated expression, clenching her hands in front of her, as if to show how hard she was.

"Brutal and ruthless."

Tishaya raised her eyebrows and watched her performance.

"Knock, knock~"

Just as Margarita was showing off to Tishaya, there was a gentle knock on the door at the basement hot spring stairs.

"Well, I don't mean to interrupt your comments."

Lan En walked down with a bottle of red wine with cold air condensed on the glass, looking normal.

"But I have to say, Berengar is here. If you invite people to dinner, it's not good to be late, right?"

Facing a female sorceress who not only has fierce physical needs, but also is as open-minded in words and concepts, Lan En has become accustomed to it.

To be honest, with his hearing, he can hear more than a dozen dirty jokes about him from apprentices just by walking through a corridor in Aretusa.

Margarita turned around without hesitation and placed her heavy chest on the edge of the hot spring pool, spreading it into an overflowing pancake. She showed Lan En a teasing smile.

"We'll be there soon, dear."

"Yes, soon." Tishaya, who was only wearing a bath towel, took the bottle of wine handed over by Lan En and reminded him, "Talk to him first, we can talk about the production problem during this period at the dinner table."

The young demon hunter spread his hands helplessly: "Do I look like someone who needs your hand-in-hand teaching, Tishaya?"

"She just treats everyone as a child out of habit." Margarita smiled and emerged from the water, revealing her naked body. "Fortunately, I have graduated."

Lan En shook his head and turned to walk upstairs.

The bathroom was hot and humid. Although he was not wearing armor, he did not like this environment.

When he went up to the upper floor of the Silver Heron Tavern, Berengar had already sat in the reserved seat.

The lobby of the Silver Heron Tavern was the long table where Lan En had ordered a set meal and finished it quickly when he first came.

But there were also single tables, which were placed on a platform that was a little higher but not on the second floor.

You can feel the lively atmosphere of the tavern, but there is also privacy in the distance.

Berengar had already sat in his seat. He was still the same, with a shirt inside, a leather jacket outside, and breeches and boots for easy movement.

The muscles tightened by the shirt were enough to fool ordinary people.

It is said that he has already found a manor around Gos Velen and bought it without much bargaining. But he still doesn't care much about dressing.

"You don't even carry a sword with you now."

Lan En walked up two steps and walked to the seat. He took off the long sword from his waist and leaned it against the table, then sat down.

"Don't laugh at me." Berengar held a glass of beer in his hand and shrugged indifferently. "I haven't fought with anyone for a long time."

"Although I'm still a demon hunter, I guess I can only deal with two soldiers at the moment? Three soldiers without bows and crossbows, I can barely run away."

"In the city, I only need a short sword, and the long sword is useless."

As he said this, Berengar patted his left ribs at Lan En across the table, making a sound of the blade shaking in the scabbard.

It seems that he still brought a "little guy thing".

Lan En didn't hide himself anymore. First, there was nothing to hide about his return to Aretuza, and he couldn't hide it.

Second, the high-end nature of the Silver Heron Tavern meant that there wouldn't be too many people here, and there wouldn't be too much waves when he showed up.

Indeed, most of the people in the tavern are successful wealthy businessmen, many of whom are suppliers of Aretuza College and earn a lot of money from the mages.

Or they are senior staff of Giancadi Bank, and then senior officials of the municipal government.

Although these people seemed surprised and honored when Lan En showed up, they were all decent people after all.

At most, they came up to chat in a low voice, or stood up from a distance to raise their glasses to greet him, and did not disturb the quiet atmosphere in the bustle.

Tissaya and Margarita also came up from the underground hot springs quickly.

The hair of the two sorceresses was still wet and slightly dripping.

But this posture that looks embarrassed on ordinary people will only be more enchanting under their beautiful and charming temperament with magic.

But anyone in Gos Velen who can sneak into the Silver Heron Tavern to eat can't help but know what kind of people the sorceresses are.

These strong and beautiful women are of course a great enjoyment when they want to do something with you.

But when they don't want to, others may be in trouble if they look at them for a second.

So everyone's eyes were very well behaved.

Talking about things while eating has been proven to be an effective social strategy no matter where you are.

This may be because eating is a relaxing state, which makes it easy to talk.

In short, with Lan as the link, Berengar and the sorceresses are also quite familiar with each other.

Unfortunately, Lan's relationship with Lambert can only be said to be okay. If Geralt and Vesemir were here, they could come to eat together.

In short, they all seemed relaxed and comfortable at this social dinner.

The focus of the conversation ranged from Berengar's former career as a demon hunter to 'how strong Lan can become'.

Then it turned to the fact that after Hen Gedimitis was cured of his heart disease, Ban Ade College recently began to strictly control the quality of graduates, and many male sorcerers who were mixed up were expelled from the college.

But then, these unqualified male sorcerer apprentices were absorbed by the intelligence systems of various countries or other places.

People who can cast spells are high-quality talents wherever they are.

During this period, Lan never stopped talking.

But he didn't use it to talk, instead he was eating and drinking. He turned the social dinner into a 'real dinner'.

He didn't even drink alcohol, but asked the waiter for milk and juice.

If it were someone else, this action might even make the people at the dinner feel surprised and unhappy, thinking that they were looked down upon.

But in Lan En's case, even though he was eating all the time, his etiquette and temperament were always calm and soothing.

It didn't make people feel unhappy at all, and even affected the other three people at the same table to eat a little more, thinking that they had a good appetite today and the chef's skills were also very good.

Margarita sat next to him and found it very interesting. She kept tilting her head to look at him. She also reached out and added a lot of food to the table.

But after talking for a while, the topic inevitably slid into a heavy direction.

——The increasingly tense social atmosphere today.

The atmosphere against non-human races.

And Lan En also stopped for a while.